excuse me, is this your lung?

Sick, depressed, and have had a relatively lousy weekend.


On the plus side, I have two hour-long presentations, two major papers, and a test this upcoming week. Oh. Wait...



What is the famous phrase? "I've had a perfectly wonderful time. This wasn't it." Something like that. Yeah. That's how I feel.




Watch me not be able to sleep. That'd make this truly the best weekend ever! </sarcasm>

only just light years away

me: Hope you're right.
hubby: aren't I always, lover?
me: not always just most of the time >.>
hubby: so always?
me: hey. I'm right sometimes
me: ...like when I agree with you >.>



So. My lungs have made quite the valiant effort today to forcibly escape from my body. I've coughed so hard that it's actually given me a headache. My manager was teasing me about it today, too, since I've been working with her pretty much every day I've been sick. (Same one that let me go home on Saturday.)


Back to not panicking about my presentation tomorrow. :) :) :)


<EDIT> Oh yeah. Test tomorrow that I haven't even looked at one of the chapters for. Haha. Ha. x.x </EDIT>